Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 376 The Dark Lord's Soul Divided
"Pfft..."

Blood flowed all over the ground, turning the surrounding green grass red.

The Dark Lord was lying powerlessly on the ground, cosplaying as a fountain, with blood spurting out of his mouth as if there was a high-pressure water gun.

"Tell me about yourself." He Songling kicked the Dark Lord, causing him to roll on the ground, with a line of blood rolling out on the ground. "You want to prove that you are powerful, that's fine, but why do you have to give me some burst buff?"

It must be said that the Dark Lord is still the Dark Lord. According to He Songling's estimation, in his prime, when he was holding the Wand of Death, he might be even more powerful than Zuo Rutong, who was at the peak of the second level, while Taber could match Zhang Jingqing without using the sword seal of the master.

After all, Zuo Rutong has an obvious weakness of physical injury, which ordinary people cannot target. But if he encounters things like the spirit of gods or the wand of death that involve the level of "innate" or "immortal", it will be a different case.

Even though he no longer had a wand, let alone the Wand of Death, the Emerald Society would not dare let him touch even an ordinary wand. According to the European magic system, in this situation, his strength would be almost gone.

But even so, Stephen White is still able to burst out with extremely strong strength. Not to mention, he is still comparable to Tian Jinzhong.

European magicians were not without reason afraid of him.

But in front of He Songling, it was really not enough. Not to mention that he didn't have a wand, even if he still held the wand of the god of death who was willing to be loyal to him, it would not be enough for him to hit him a few times.

He was only able to compete with Zuo from the second level. To be disrespectful, for He Songling from the fourth level, it was really no different from dealing with Ruan Tao from Qingzhuyuan.

Not to mention that he was still spewing shit before he came out, which made He Songling's attack a little heavier.

The Dark Lord was nearly killed with just one punch.

"Well, are you convinced? If not, I will heal your wounds and give you an extra wand, and we can do it again."

"Fuck you, how could I submit to you!" The Dark Lord's teeth were bleeding, and his eyeballs were beaten into the blood red of the dying world, but he was still cursing: "How can I, the dignified Dark Lord, submit to a stinky monkey like you?"

"Ah~ I understand!"

He Songling stared at the Dark Lord for a long time, and suddenly he shouted as if he suddenly realized something, "You are provoking me, wanting me to kill you."

"Bullshit, if you have the guts, come fight me again! I'll kill you!"

"Well, then why did you do this?" He Songling ignored the Dark Lord's scolding and rested his chin on his hand in thought:
"You can't possibly not want to live. You don't have any special abilities in the forbidden magic area. You can die by banging your head against the wall or by fasting. Otherwise, it would be easy to provoke an official from the Jade Academy and have them kill you.

But you didn't do it, or maybe the Jade Society didn't do it, so you wanted me to do it. So why is that? Oh... I see."

A light bulb suddenly lit up on He Songling's head, and the Dark Lord was speechless. He used magic to do such a weird thing? It really embarrassed the magician. This was a huge stimulus for him, an extremist leader who believed that magicians were supreme and that magicians should completely oppress and rule ordinary people. He embarrassed the magician!
He deserves to die. If he were still in power, he would have tied up any magician who dared to do such a thing and fed him to the monsters.

But now he could only watch He Songling constantly stimulating him in front of him.

He Songling continued to analyze: "Why do you want me to kill you? Oh, yes, it's because you may have some secret method that can entrust your life, or part of your life. After killing you, you will become unselectable.

You don't dare to bet that the forbidden magic field in the West is effective or has a certain effect on it, but you think that I am an Oriental, and I definitely don't know the profound mystery of your magic. Moreover, I have pulled you out of the forbidden magic field, so naturally you want to die.

You seem to be seeking death, but in fact you are seeking life. If you succeed, wouldn't I be the sinner who released the Dark Lord? Otherwise, you are the Dark Lord, you are so bad! "

He Songling kicked the Dark Lord again, and it hurt so much that he cursed in his heart, "Is this bad? Who can be as bad as you!"

But he also felt a little disappointed. Such a great opportunity, but he didn't let this Oriental man fall for it. Could it be that Taber told him the secret? Damn Taber! No, Taber didn't know that I had split my soul to make a Horcrux. How could this Oriental man know?

"Don't doubt Taber. I figured it out myself. This is called the magical oriental magic."

He Songling seemed to have the ability to read minds. He knew what the Dark Lord was thinking and gave the answer in advance.

This Stephen White seems to be not only the counterpart of Grindelwald in the Harry Potter world, but also has some characteristics of Voldemort. For example, he has a bad temper, regards magicians as superior, and cannot tolerate ordinary people suppressing magicians.

In the original book, he was not defeated by Tabor. Instead, it was because the development of thermal weapons during World War II reached its peak, and he was overthrown and imprisoned by the army of ordinary people. This old guy directly broke his defense, so the Emerald Society kept him under house arrest, without resistance or action, just waiting to die.

In the end, because he could not bear to be defeated by the "inferior creatures" again, he lost his mind and went to kill the sacred tree on Nason Island, which resulted in him becoming the nutrients of the tree and died a miserable death.

To put it bluntly, in terms of realm, he is not as high as Grindelwald in "Fantastic Beasts". Instead, he is more like Voldemort, who proclaims his nobility when the wind is favorable, and begs for survival in a servile manner when the wind is unfavorable. In the end, he died hastily because of his bloodline that broke his defense.

It is precisely because of these characteristics that He Songling speculated that he might have something like a "Horcrux" that divided his soul and made him immortal.

Of course, this is just a guess. What really allowed He Songling to draw a conclusion was his own observation. At his current level, not to mention his movements, even his breathing exhaled innate Qi, which formed a cycle with his own Qi body.

He and Taber were not bragging. With He Songling's current status, it would not be a problem for him to be called a "sub-god" or "pseudo-god" in the West, or a "half-immortal", "scattered immortal" or "earth immortal" in the East.

With He Songling now in this state of strength, if he were to use the Qi-reading technique, it would not be as simple as it was before.

He could clearly see that there were some impurities mixed in the magic power flowing in the body of the Dark Lord White; and there were also some cracks in his soul, which seemed incomplete. It was obvious that it should be separated by some means to ensure that he could obtain the ability of immortality.

(End of this chapter)